Harper whispered—too loudly, because a hundred feet away, one of the dogs swung its head around to look into the trees where they were hiding. She dropped her voice. “The cops are right there, Levi. We can’t steal a motorcycle out from under their noses!” In the darkness behind the tree line, Harper could see only his silhouette, but she heard the smile in his voice even though she couldn’t make out his features. She didn’t trust that smile. “Hey, I’m not saying we go up and shake their hands,” he said softly back. Harper wondered if it was possible to shout while whispering. “No, you’re just saying we should steal their bikes! Because that’s totally not going to attract anyone’s attention.” She would have continued, but a car flew by them then and drowned her out, going north to be waved through the checkpoint and deeper into Pennsylvania.
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